Gratitude

Helpless wretch
naked & broken.
I offer you the gift
of My life.
Not mere cheap bauble
that cost Me nothing
but My sacrificial death
pearl beyond price.

Come in gratitude.
Learn by heart
My painful price
paid for you.
Don’t serve Me
out of guilt.
Don’t serve Me
to impress.

All I ask
is you come
humbly
without guile.
Curl up in My lap.
Be My adopted child.
Live life of gratitude.
© Presbypoet October 6, 2002
Will you accept with gratitude?
-Presbypoet